The Panda Blog

Attempts at understanding life

My Running Dream

(This time, I will not start with “so” :P) About four months ago, my English teacher basically gave us 1 class period and told us to write a narrative. Since this was near the beginning of the school year, my brain was still fried with inactivity from break, so I sat there looking at my blank sheet for most of the period (luckily, this wasn’t to be graded). Then, while my mind was wandering, thinking about what XC practice was going to be like that day, I realized that running would be a perfect topic. I never actually got around to writing the narrative though, since the bell rang about twenty seconds after I had selected my topic. I did end up using a XC meet for an On-Demand Narrative, but that was only one instance, a small window, into my running life. Here, I hope that I can truly write about a physical pastime of mine, Running.

Running. The fluid motions of my legs, the vigorous pumping of my arms, and the controlled breathing as I push myself forward. With no specific destination in mind, I let it all go. The wind on my face blows away all the stress and pressures of my life, leaving only the sharp pain of my burning lungs and the sound of my heavy breathing as reminders that I’m still connected to this world.

Running. What first evolved as a survival instinct for the first humans now a hobby, a leisure activity, for me. I wonder how many others in the world have advanced this action from its humble origins as a hurried escape tactic in our ancestors to the modern, graceful step of a runner.

I wish I could control my running schedule, choosing when I want to run, and when I don’t want to run. Unfortunately for me, the world does not revolve around only one person, and the constant, looming, pressures of college obligates me to take on a sport. I chose Cross Country.

Running is the simplest, yet most elegant, of any athletic activity. While Track and Field also have several running events, the distances are all too short, too intense, to be of any real fun. Everything is already decided for the competitor: which heat, which lane, what competition, even how fast one runs is almost completely determined before the runner is at the starting line. In Cross Country, even during a meet, I can choose my tempo to run at, choose my competition, choose my race. Those that I want to run past, I blow right by. Those that I want to pass me, I let them go. Those that I feel are at a good running pace for me, I keep until the end of the race to fight. I control my playing field.

While I am by no means a “good” runner, especially compared to many others on my team, the truth is, I don’t care. The medals, the ribbons, the glory-none of that matters to me. I run not to be the best, but to be the best I can be. If that means being the dead weight of the team, so be it. If that means leading a race, I’ll do that too. In the end, it’s not how far I’ve run, it’s how well I ran as far as I did.

I haven’t been running by my own choice for very long, only starting around a year ago to get out of having to do track & field, but in the short time that I’ve been running, my life has been wonderful. Stress is virtually non-existent when I run, and even when it does appear, it is much more mild than when I didn’t run. I still have ups and downs in my life, but running mollifies the bad things that happen to me and enhances the good things in life. On the other hand, running can be like a drug: after I stop running for a few days, I feel extremely stressed out and withdrawn.

Sadly, as it is now winter, I can’t really run outside (unless I want to risk tripping and injuring myself). I also strongly dislike running indoors, whether it be on exercise equipment or on indoor floors, as it takes much of the joy out of running. Until Spring, when the snow melts and the ice disappears, I can only appease my hungry mind and body with thoughts, mere hints of the actual action, of the wonders and the delight of running.

Ok this post turned out to be a little more poetic and cliché than I originally planned it to be. Eh, that’s ok.

Thanks for reading,



5 comments on “My Running Dream

  1. 420blazer
    January 23, 2015

    gr8 m8


  2. Grace the Face
    January 23, 2015

    *sighs* if only life were as simple as this… >.<
    Very emotional Royal XD


  3. jazzyblazerDaLiuLo
    January 24, 2015

    nice orn8 sl8


  4. Amber L.
    February 23, 2015

    very well-written! i also enjoy running for those reasons and would like to join my school’s xc team, but darn, that’s yet another big commitment for me (and my parents). i guess i can try convincing them using your “pressures of college” reason? also oops i am sort of incompetent at sports so running is about all i can do xD can’t wait for spring either!

    thank YOU for writing this and re-inspiring me,
    a fellow aopser 🙂


    • royalreter
      February 23, 2015

      No, thank YOU for reading and commenting. Its nice to see someone else that also enjoys running. Actually, I think its better to run by yourself, as then YOU can control when you run and how long/hard you run, depending on how your feeling, as opposed to a preset regimen determined by your coaches.
      Good luck, and thanks again!


Join the discussion

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


This entry was posted on January 23, 2015 by in Analysis and tagged , .
%d bloggers like this: